Sunday, March 23, 2008

"Nothing says Easter like a BEEF STICK"

This is what my friend said when I told her that I was buying Larry a beef stick for Easter. I really didn't think it was so strange until she said that and then all day the line kept running through my head.

Larry and Jewel have been in London since February 24 and they got back Friday night. I was excited to see them. So yesterday I took their Easter gifts over (I didn't wait until Sunday morning like you are supposed to - I'm not into surprises) and they came out wearing their new hoodies.

Me: Where did you get those?Larry: From youMe: HmmmLarry: Sandy gave them to us when she picked us up at the airport and said they were from all of you for our birthdaysMe: I'll be sure to give Sandy a few bucks ...

So this morning I've been pondering ...

When Larry and Jewel were on a mission in Mexico and then London, I got so used to not needing them in any way. Now when they leave for almost a month I really miss them. This got me wondering just how many more years I have with them - 73 isn't exactly young although Larry would disagree for sure.

All I can say is that I'm glad that because of who and what we celebrate on this day, these two will be my parents for a very long time - more than just a few more years.

NOTE: Pondering ... One of my favorite things about being single is Sunday mornings ... so nice and quiet with plenty of time to plan a lesson or a talk. The other thing I love is the sacrament - so reverent you can hear a cell phone vibrate.

I remember those single days on Sunday mornings. Wis I could have my cake and eat it too. But we certainly can't have it both ways. Now my Sunday mornings are filled with bathing, dressing little kids and packing what seems to be an exdless supply of necessary sacrament treats which always seem to run out and then I just end up in the foyer for half of the meetings. JOY. Can't wait to bring my kids again to the Bean and see you again. Car